Dear Olivia,

Happy Thanksgiving, although it isn't technically here yet.

Rissa isn't spending it with us. She's going to her boyfriend's family's house.

I sort of hate her for that, but not really. She has a life, and I guess she has a right to ditch me with Dad.

She's my sister, though. Family should be together for Thanksgiving, or at least that's what I thought, and Dad doesn't really seem like family to me.

He can't walk out on us then suddenly care about me seven years later.

I don't know.

I still feel miserable. Why couldn't I have a twin or something so I'm not stuck here to feel bad about things?